The little barbarian battle appeared in the stone cave where it had disappeared, the stone platform was empty, and the black egg on it disappeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the headache was a little better, Xiao Manzhan himself was not in the mood to pay attention to these, and the severe headache made Xiao Manzhan become irritable, and he kicked directly on the ground, brutally running through the mountain and going out from the center of the mountain.

Floating in the air, he returned to the Honghuang Mountain Range, and turned his head to look at the mountain he had rushed out, it turned out to be the highest peak in the mountain range, and he really didn't expect it to be connected to the Heavenly Realm.

At this time, the little brute was exhausted, but he was still holding on, not allowing himself to show a trace of malaise. However, in the next moment, his eyes closed, and he finally couldn't hold back and fell to the foot of the highest peak in the mountain range.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and it was pitch black all around. Xiao Manzhan regained his consciousness, only to feel the soreness and numbness of his body, and the endless chill swept along with the cold wind. However, whether it was mentally or physically, the little brute felt exhausted and didn't want to move.

Moved his body with difficulty, leaned under a big tree close to him, and wanted to rest, but he fell asleep after a while.

The cold wind blew the little man who was curled up and shivered, but he still couldn't wake him up from his dream, which showed how tired he was.

At this moment, an old man appeared in the darkness and covered the body of Xiao Manzhan with a newly unprocessed animal skin, and then sat quietly and disappeared into the darkness, blending with the night, as if it had never appeared. The little barbarian spent a warm night because of this hide.

"Child, are you awake?" The next morning, as soon as Xiao Manzhan opened his eyes, he saw an old man looking at him.

The old man was short, thin, covered in mud, and his face was covered with folds. His pale and tousled hair and beard were mixed together, and he was holding up to the ground, like a skeleton wrapped in white fur and covered in human skin.

"Oh the hell!" the little brute was so frightened that he hurriedly did a backflip to pull away.

"Little cub—uh, that, kid, grandpa is not a ghost!" said the old man with a wry smile, as calmly as he could. When the old man saw the little barbarian battle, it was as if he had really seen a ghost, and he made such an exaggerated action. I was so angry that the roots of my teeth itched, but I couldn't attack.

"You're really not—ghost!" said the little brute, taking two steps closer as a kitten, grabbing the old man's beard on the ground and tugging at it.

"Huh! It's really not a ghost! It's not a ghost, why are you keeping such a long hair to make it scary!" Xiao Manzhan was dissatisfied.

"The hounds in the village don't have that much hair all over their bodies, do they?" muttered the little man, playing with his beard.

"Little rabbit cub - eh, child, can you stop pulling grandpa's beard first!" The old man was depressed, whose unlucky child is this, can he speak?

"No! I'll play for a while!" said the little man, clutching his beard tightly in both hands.

"You-I'm going to be calm, calm, calm!" the old man took a deep breath, almost mad and forced it down.

"Child, I see that you have a wonderful skeleton, and you can barely be my disciple! Do you want to learn the magic skills of the world and despise the world? Worship me as a teacher, how can I teach you?" The old man's expression changed, and his eyes closed slightly temptingly.

"Don't!" Xiao Manzhan refused without raising his head.

"Oh, do you know that the old man was invincible all over the world back then, who in the world does not respect the old man, and is not afraid of the old man・・・・・・" The old man's eyes lit up, telling his glory.

But in the eyes of Xiao Manzhan, how do you look at it, how do you think that this old guy is the same as his village chief grandfather, he likes to brag.

"I don't learn!" the little barbarian decisively refused.

"Little thing, don't you believe me? Think I'm bragging, am I like a braggart?" said the old man excitedly.

Xiao Manzhan nodded at the old man, and expressed his thoughts with his actions.

"Hmph! I'll show you. After speaking, he got up and punched through a heavenly ancient tree.

Xiao Man didn't speak, but also walked over, punched through the ancient tree with his small fist, and then looked at the old man with disdain.

"You-hmph! The main reason is that I am sealed, and I can't adjust my qi to use the peerless heavenly power, otherwise ・・・・・・ hmph!

The little brute once again responded with action, twisting his ass towards the old man and patting his ass.

This time, the old man didn't endure it any longer, and directly stepped forward to catch Xiao Manzhan and slapped him on the buttocks. Only then did Xiao Manzhan realize the terrifying speed of the old man, and he was captured without even reacting. I wanted to get rid of the old man's thin arm, but I couldn't shake it open.

Fortunately, the old man was very measured every time he hit Xiao Manzhan on his buttocks, and his flesh hurt but did not hurt his bones. Of course, even if the old man used all his strength, he couldn't hurt Xiao Zhan's bones.

But in this way, Xiao Manzhan stopped fighting, and directly lay on the ground, no matter how the old man persuaded and coerced him to apprentice, he ignored the old man. The old man talked all morning, and he vomited all the spittle, and finally lost his temper completely, and he really gave this child a headache.

Finally, the old man who was lobbying at noon heard the grumbling of the grumpy little man's stomach a few times, and immediately understood, and instantly went to get a few big skewers of golden meat.

"Little brat, do you want to eat?" the old man shook the meat skewer in front of Xiao Manzhan with a wicked smile, and Xiao Manzhan saw that his eyes were hooked. In the end, under the negotiation of an old man and a young bargain, Xiao Manzhan was finally successfully won by the old man, and the price was more than ten more skewers of barbecue.

I don't know what kind of beast meat the old man roasted, the meat is fresh and tender, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and extraordinarily fragrant. Xiao Manzhan was really hungry, devouring it, and he couldn't even spit out the bones when he ate it, so he chewed it and swallowed it.

The old man watched Xiao Manzhan quietly beside him, but Xiao Manzhan only ate two skewers before stopping, and handed all the barbecue skewers to the old man with his oily little hands.

"What's the matter?

"No! for you!" said Xiaoman.

"I don't eat!" the old man smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay! I'm full!" Xiao Manzhan said this, his eyes were still looking at the barbecue. He thought that the old man was afraid that he would not have enough to eat, so he did not eat.

"I really don't want to eat!" The old man looked at the cheap apprentice in front of him with a mouth full of oil, and his heart was incomprehensible, this little kid was obviously still hungry, and he was willing to share all the food to himself.

"Then throw it away! I'm full!" the little man stubbornly handed the barbecue to the old man.

"I'm old! Eating is also a burden for me!" Under the old man's explanation, Xiao Manzhan ate half of the barbecue, and the remaining half didn't eat Xiao Manzhan no matter what the old man said, and insisted on leaving it to the old man.

"I really don't eat it!"

"White-haired old man, just eat! Don't worry about finishing eating, wait for me to take you back to our village, although the barbecue in it is not so delicious, but you can eat as much as you want!" The old man didn't know what to feel, and he looked at Xiao Manzhan in his eyes, and he unconsciously felt something.

"What a rudeness, what white-haired old man, you should call me master now!" the old man blew his beard and glared.

"Forgot to ask you, what's your name?"

"Hmph! I'll call you a white-haired old man! I'll call you Barbarian!"

"Brute war? It's ugly! I'll call you a little brat—"

Little Brute War: "・・・・・・"

Old man: "Little brat, what do you have an opinion?"

Little Barbarian Battle: "The white-haired old man—"

On this day, there was an old man and a young man, and the noise broke the silence in the depths of the Hongbarren Mountains・・・・・・